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“It is much wiser to view your love as a gift. Because that’s what love is – a gift; give it freely, for the sake of giving and not because you expect anything in return. And realize that the act of loving is in itself a gift. The fact that we can love and do love is the most amazing gift of all. And even if your love is not reciprocated, sent back to your doorstep like an unopened present, appreciate that you have within you the power, the ability, and the courage to love. And that in itself makes you truly special.”

I can’t believe he waited all this time to FINALLY put up a blog. He’s an amazing writer and so fluent in English, it doesn’t even sound awkward when he talks. I know, during my high school periods, talking in English may make you sound like a social climber and a desperate wanna-be, but with him, he actually makes it sound.. cool.

I know he’s a pathetic companion for a photo-op..

But in reality, he’s actually very sweet, incredibly funny as hell, and crazier than me. And that’s saying a lot, because my username wouldn’t be livelife”CAErazy” for nothing.

So be good followers and head on over to his WordPress guys! It would mean so much to the both of us. 🙂

Spending a day with my boyfriend is really something to look forward to, and it never fails to make me smile and giddy with excitement! I don’t know why or how, but we’ve been together for more than two years and he’s still the only one that makes my heart flutter! As cheesy as that sounds, I’m being honest. Ha ha! 😀

We haven’t seen each other for a week, and I’m already missing him! You might think that I’m overly clingy or overreacting, but I actually can stand not seeing him for a month, even though I don’t want to. There’s a difference! C’mon, is it really a sin to miss somebody? 🙂

So today he surprised me by swinging by our house today! He gave me Red Velvet Cupcakes! Kill me, I forgot to take a picture. There goes my diet. 😦

Suddenly craving for milk tea, we decided to go to Moonleaf at Paseo de Sta. Rosa. 🙂

Being an only child for 11 years (too long a time) made me want a brother or a sister! In 2005, I was blessed with a gorgeous baby brother!

But this post isn’t about my undying love for my bro (I love him more than anything). It’s about the thicker-than-blood sisterhood bond between me and my best friends. I admit, I’m not a good daughter, a good girlfriend and a good friend. I tend to be temperamental. I get irritated at the smallest of things. I hate stupid questions. Those kind of questions deserve stupid answers. I’m impatient and sarcastic, and my sarcasm can be considered hurtful. I’m not sweet. I got out of the habit of saying “I love you” to my family and friends. Hearing it from my lips sounds unnatural and awkward these days. I’m superficial and sometimes materialistic. I don’t tend to listen to good advice. I’m stubborn and insecure and pessimistic. In short, I’m not an ideal daughter/girlfriend/friend.

These girls accepted me for who I am. Yes, we fight. Not a lot, but we fight nonetheless. They are the ones that any girl would feel blessed to have. And I do feel blessed! Totally! Because for my birthday, they gave me not only their love, but they made me feel like I really had sisters. The sisters I never had, and the sisters that I am lucky to have.

On the night before my birthday, we had an impromptu sleepover. We tend to do things like that, given that our parents know each of us for years now and we live near each other. So it’s easy having a slumber party!

I’m not expecting any gift because Inna and I have been working the whole week for Gold’s graduation/early birthday gift so I don’t think they’re up to anything for me! But here they are, not only giving me a gift, but making it!

Inna, “buipren”

Gold, “swanget”

Here’s the lovely cake they baked for me! Inspired by the famous KitKat cake that is all the rage in Tumblr. (See photo below)

See any similarities? Hey, it’s the thought that counts, right? Lol 🙂

I have sweet (and gorgeous) friends!

Yes, I foiled their surprise. 😦
They were supposed to surprise me with the cake, but being stubborn me, I accidentally saw it in our refrigerator while getting some leftover cake (the cake that my college barkada gave which I will post soon!)! They honestly didn’t know what to do and they were distraught! Ha ha, sorry!

So we decided to celebrate my birthday early.
It was 10 o’clock in the evening that time. Not quite my birthday yet, but still! The show must go on, right?

And yes, God granted my birthday wish. No failing grades for me! 😉

Their surprise isn’t over yet! I only foiled half of their plans.
(Yes, they blindfolded me with my underwear)

When I uncovered my eyes, they instructed me to turn around, and saw this tarp they made themselves! It made my heart melt when I read it. Still makes my heart melt whenever I read it, which is perfectly placed at the foot of my bed.

Some charms at the bottom of the banner!
L-R: Some flowers symbolizing Marigold, a C2 Green Tea bottle symbolizing my boyfriend Cito, the letter ‘K’ symbolizing a lazy way of spelling my name (Lol), and a mother symbolizing Inna (Ina is the Tagalog translation of mom).

Hello everyone! It’s 2 o’clock in the morning (and the conversation’s definitely not boring – forgive my lame joke) and I’m officially 18 years old! With great power comes great responsibility. I think Spiderman really hit the bullseye with that quote.

Being legal entitles you to a lifetime membership entrance to various clubs and bars (you just need to flash your I.D.!), a certification in the form of a driver’s license that makes you a valid driver (without any adult present because you’re the adult now) and an authentic permission to work.

Yet with all those perks that comes with being 18, there comes downfalls. Or God’s way of saying, “I am your light.” Without challenges, we wouldn’t enjoy our blessings! Without pain, we wouldn’t know joy. Without hardships, we wouldn’t know rewards.

I won’t be having an extravagant party because I think that’s too materialistic of me. In my opinion, spending quality time with my loved ones are better than spending time at a party that I know my guests would find boring (at least for the program part) and where’s the quality time in that, anyway? I don’t consider debuts to be “personal” because it’s too large a crowd to handle and I wouldn’t be able to divide myself equally between each circle of friends.

So I opted for individual quality time between my best friends and my college friends. That way, I would get to spend equal time with them, and at the same time, have the time of my life! It’s like hitting two birds with one stone.

On the last day of the final exams, I treated my college barkada to Enchanted Kingdom, since we were the only ones we know of that haven’t been to E.K. together. I would tell you all about that part of my birthday celebration soon!

Then I asked my parents if we could go to an out-of-town trip to Palawan with my boyfriend and best friends. I have never been there, and we’re all dying to spend the summer together and too excited to visit one of the Seven Wonders of the World, the Puerto Princesa Underground River. We will all be heading there at the end of April!

When I was at the wee age of 16, whenever we come into a bookstore, I would grab a copy of the book and silently read in one corner. Every. Single. Time. That was just the time when getting my parents to buy me books would be considered a huge crime because I wasn’t that big of a reader yet. I had no idea what the book is about, but I always find myself holding it in my hands, reading anything readable (What? Lol) on the covers. The books are always sealed so I couldn’t read even a chapter. I don’t remember what I usually did on the internet back then, (I must be pretty boring) but I never had the thought to just darn research about it and get it off my system, but noooo. I just HAD to wonder, don’t I?

Fast forward to a year later.
When I hit college, I was a commuter. I had to commute for a minimum of two hours from Laguna to España every single day. In my first semester, there was no direct bus to Lawton, which was only a jeepney away from UST. So I would ride the LRT from Gil Puyat station to Bambang station wherein I would ride a tricycle to UST after. The LRT would pass by SM Manila and I could see the billboards and ads on the side. I was shocked, one day, because the third and final book in the trilogy was right before my eyes. I was more determined than ever to buy the series.

Buying the whole set was kind of the spark that ignited the fuel I have for reading books. Since then, I started buying books from left to right! Because of that, I actually succeeded in my Goodreads 100 Book Challenge for 2011! 🙂

I wouldn’t tell you or force you to read this book. This book is the kind wherein you have to do it willingly or otherwise, you wouldn’t get the story and the underlying morals it voices out. Look past the love triangle, never compare it to Twilight or Harry Potter, and remove any Battle Royale prejudices from your head. Because The Hunger Games is more than just a love triangle, pretty boys and violence. It speaks about politics, the government and the brutality that people can do to fellow humans.

Last March 21, 2012 was a glorious day for me. I waited for almost 2 years for this movie to come out, that I didn’t even think of it disappointing me. I mentally conditioned myself to just be glad that the movie was out, and don’t even think about the how the book was better (even though it really was. All the time).

I’m very lucky to have a boyfriend and best friends who are readers! Every book I read, my boyfriend reads as well. We’re cool like that, yeah? 🙂

So we watched the movie 2 days prior to the US release date at SM City Calamba. It was during finals week and I went back to Manila the day after!